Poemata Latine partim reddita, partim scriptaTalboys et Wheeler, 1826 - 296 oldal |
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18. oldal
... mille dona de die in diem , Et mille millies reposcunt gratias , Et inter illa dona cor lætabile , Oblata quod pio accipit cum gaudio . Vitæ per omne stadium , adultus et senex , Benignitatem prædicando prosequar ; Amabilemque , hoc ...
... mille dona de die in diem , Et mille millies reposcunt gratias , Et inter illa dona cor lætabile , Oblata quod pio accipit cum gaudio . Vitæ per omne stadium , adultus et senex , Benignitatem prædicando prosequar ; Amabilemque , hoc ...
22. oldal
... te , desæviit . In mille versantem asperis laboribus Me protinus juvabit et solabitur Suavis recensio tot ante - munerum , Humilisque plurium et pia expectatio . Think , O my soul , devoutly think , How 22 HYMNUS SECUNDUS .
... te , desæviit . In mille versantem asperis laboribus Me protinus juvabit et solabitur Suavis recensio tot ante - munerum , Humilisque plurium et pia expectatio . Think , O my soul , devoutly think , How 22 HYMNUS SECUNDUS .
71. oldal
... Mille ubi transierint anni , quæ tanta sequetur Gloria , si forsan litera bina legar ? Æquo animum imperio , etc. Si tamen hos versus , siquem legisse juvabit , Hoc addo optatis , et superaddo nihil : 1 n -Precor , integra Cum mente ...
... Mille ubi transierint anni , quæ tanta sequetur Gloria , si forsan litera bina legar ? Æquo animum imperio , etc. Si tamen hos versus , siquem legisse juvabit , Hoc addo optatis , et superaddo nihil : 1 n -Precor , integra Cum mente ...
77. oldal
... omni , Post aliquot menses restituendus ero . Ne dulces istos contristet fletus ocellos , Mille avertendo tela , cavebit Amor . " The boatswain gave the dreadful word , The sails their GULIELMUS SUSANNE VALEDICENS . 77.
... omni , Post aliquot menses restituendus ero . Ne dulces istos contristet fletus ocellos , Mille avertendo tela , cavebit Amor . " The boatswain gave the dreadful word , The sails their GULIELMUS SUSANNE VALEDICENS . 77.
81. oldal
... mille et mille venustis , Distinguunt vitam gratia multa meam . Suaviolum , quin fare , meum ; quæ pascua malunt , Aut ubi , sub medio sole , vagantur oves ? Ad Tavæ errantes quæram sinuosa fluenta ? Quæramve ad Tueda candidioris aquam ...
... mille et mille venustis , Distinguunt vitam gratia multa meam . Suaviolum , quin fare , meum ; quæ pascua malunt , Aut ubi , sub medio sole , vagantur oves ? Ad Tavæ errantes quæram sinuosa fluenta ? Quæramve ad Tueda candidioris aquam ...
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20. oldal - HOW are thy servants blest, O Lord, How sure is their defence ! Eternal wisdom is their guide, Their help, omnipotence.
28. oldal - Soon as the evening shades prevail, The Moon takes up the wondrous tale; And nightly, to the listening Earth, Repeats the story of her birth : Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets, in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
16. oldal - When all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys; Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise.
76. oldal - Susan, Susan, lovely dear, My vows shall ever true remain; Let me kiss off that falling tear; We only part to meet again. Change as ye list, ye winds; my heart shall be The faithful compass that still points to thee.
19. oldal - When in the slippery paths of youth With heedless steps I ran, Thine arm unseen conveyed me safe, And led me up to man.
24. oldal - O'erwhelm'd with guilt and fear, I see my Maker, face to face ; O, how shall I appear . 2 If yet, while pardon may be found, And mercy may be sought, My heart with inward horror shrinks, And trembles at the thought ; 3 When thou, O Lord, shalt stand disclosed In majesty severe, And sit in judgment on my soul, O, how shall I appear...
23. oldal - For though in dreadful whirls we hung High on the broken wave, I knew thou wert not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save.
19. oldal - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart That tastes those gifts with joy.
84. oldal - In early youth I die : Was I to blame, because his bride Was thrice as rich as I ? "Ah, Colin ! give not her thy vows, Vows due to me alone : Nor thou, fond maid, receive his kiss, Nor think him all thy own.